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That knot also would be cut. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. ’ Gerald sighed. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. Jack had well-nigh fallen too. Gentlemen,—Mr.
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